Chapter 32: The Prison Tyrant

"Squeak, squeak......"

The wheels crushed into the snow with a loud sound.

The howling cold wind tore at Qin Feng's thin clothes through the iron cage, cutting his skin like an ice knife.

But the stimulation brought by the cold did not bring any reaction at all, and at this moment he was like a lone wolf covered in scars and dying.

The scorching stinging pain and labor pains from the broken meridians, combined with the freezing weather, continued to eat away at his body.

His eyelids became heavy, his vision began to blur, his breathing became rapid, and finally his faint consciousness gradually dissipated!

At some point, the surroundings became warmer. When he opened his eyes, he saw several young men of his age, emaciated, but with hungry wolf-like eyes, staring at him.

They kept approaching them, and even Qin Feng wouldn't suspect that they would tear themselves apart alive.

However, at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. The bars of the heavy cell opened, and a voice came from outside!

"It's time to eat!"

Then I saw a hand reach in and throw a few cold steamed buns in.

Seeing the steamed buns, the eyes of the four teenagers finally moved away from Qin Feng, and they frantically pounced towards the four steamed buns thrown down like wild beasts. A skinny teenager just grabbed the steamed bun and took a crazy bite of it. But when he started to bite a second bite, he saw a foot kick at him, kicking him against the wall.

The boy was in pain and screamed. But he held the steamed bun in his hand!

The tall boy who shot ate the steamed bun in his hand in three or two clicks, walked viciously to the thin boy, and shouted hungryly: "Take it!"

The young man who was kicked to the ground held the steamed bun on his chest, and glanced at the tall boy fiercely, but he was silent.

"Damn it, dare not hand it over. You two, call me!"

When the other two teenagers heard the tall boy's words, they immediately obediently punched and kicked the thin boy lying on the ground.

The screams continued for more than an hour, and finally the two teenagers were tired and sat down on the ground weakly. complained bitterly: "Boss, this kid's bones are too hard, what should I do?"

"Hmph, useless thing!"

The tall boy who was watching the play on the side snorted coldly, strode up to the thin boy, and shouted, "Ah!" raised his right foot and stepped on the thin boy's head.

If he is trampled on this time, I am afraid that this young man will either die or be injured.

Suddenly, a light breeze flashed. The tall boy fell short on his feet.

He glanced strangely left and right, but did not see the thin boy, and when he raised his head, he saw that the thin boy had reached the other side of the cage. At this time, beside him, it was the new kid.

"Yo, boy, you're good!"

A hint of amusement flashed in the eyes of the tall young man, and he immediately stepped out of his horse and walked like the wind.

With a slight tremor, the entire cage shook with every step the tall boy took. Obviously, this tall young man is still a refiner.

"Ah, try my Tiger Fist!"

A fierce punch slammed into Qin Feng's door, although it was not enough to pose a threat to Qin Feng. But if this time it is really solid, with Qin Feng's current situation of having no spiritual power shield, I am afraid that it will be extremely ugly.

Fortunately, although Qin Feng had no spiritual power, he had also entered the realm of the Innate Grandmaster. Physical strength, how fast is the reaction speed comparable to this young man?

It was too late, it was too fast, and I saw Qin Feng raise his hand and gently pinch the tall young man's wrist. Immediately, his figure flashed, and he lifted the tall boy up and smashed it hard. Immediately, I saw that this tall boy was thrown out of a dog eating, and he was embarrassed.

"Boss!"

The two younger brothers next to him were frightened when they saw the tall boy being beaten.

"Fuck, what else to watch, give me a ride!"

suffered such a big loss in the first stroke. The tall boy who had a martial arts foundation since he was a child was not injured multiple times, a carp turned over, stood up straight, and roared at Qin Feng: "Damn little cub, dare to touch your Grandpa Ding." See if I don't kill you!"

The two fists played a fist way, and the claws became claws, dancing vigorously.

"Tiger pounces!"

Jumping forward, his palms clenched into claws and slammed straight into Qin Feng's throat.

Although this tall young man has a martial arts foundation, his strength is still only equivalent to a martial artist with two spiritual breaths, and his movements are staggeringly slow.

Seeing his actions in his eyes, Qin Feng frowned slightly. I was thinking about how to end this battle quickly.

At this moment, the young man surnamed Ding had already stepped in front of him with a claw. Qin Feng was about to dodge, but suddenly found that his body was extremely heavy, and he didn't seem to listen to the order at all.

After receiving the trick just now, the young man surnamed Ding was at a loss in his heart. But seeing Qin Feng's strange behavior, knowing that he couldn't escape, he smiled, turned his claws into palms and slammed them into Qin Feng's chest.

With a bang, Qin Feng was slapped out by him.

The Spiritual Breath Dual Martial Artist only existed at the bottom in the extreme west, and even the Divine Dragon Pavilion existed at the bottom, but it was a pity that Qin Feng was now hit by a blow, which was really humiliating.

"Hehe, boy, wasn't it very imposing just now. Why, now the original form is finally revealed! Today, if your grandfather Ding doesn't play you to death, he won't be surnamed Ding. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a strange scream, and he jumped up and gasped for Qin Feng's heart.

I know that my body is not on my own consciousness at all, and my style is no longer big. Shot in advance, grabbed the ankle of the young man surnamed Ding with five fingers and claws, and actually lifted him in the air, making him unable to move.

Although the poor martial artist surnamed Ding has a foundation in martial arts, his strength is not good after all, and he is overweight, and now he is lifted in the air, and the pain on his feet can be said to be unspeakable.

He screamed in pain, gritted his teeth and kicked at Qin Feng with a flying foot.

However, Qin Feng was not polite at all and pinched his ankle. Throwing it hard, I saw the young man surnamed Ding smashed into the hard wall. Above the head, a hole was broken, and blood rolled like a pillar!

But this was not the end, Qin Feng, who was annoyed, strode up to him and looked at him coldly.

Feeling the invisible murderous aura emanating from Qin Feng's body, the young man surnamed Ding was so frightened that he didn't care about the wound on his head and knelt down in front of Qin Feng.

"Big brother, uncle, grandfather...... It's the small one's fault, please spare the small one. ”

"Hmph, weren't you very imposing just now?"

The abolition of his body and the anger of being humiliated came to his heart, and Qin Feng's murderous aura was even higher.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

The young man surnamed Ding was so frightened that he kowtowed again and again: "Grandpa, it's me who is not good." It's me who is wrong, it's the small ones who don't know Taishan. Beg grandpa to spare me!"

Seeing his behavior, Qin Feng had no intention of teaching him a lesson, and glanced at the cell. I can't remember how I got here, and I don't know where I am. "Where is this?"

(End of chapter)